The caseworker says she numbered her own pages.

Front and back, in pencil, like homework.” María’s radio clicked against something.

“I’ve got to go.

Mark wants me at the clerk’s office at four.”

The clerk’s office smelled of toner and worn carpet, and Mark Vance kept his voice low even though nobody was at the counter.

“If that recording is ruled inadmissible, Mr.

Miller walks out of this building by five o’clock tomorrow,” he said.

“No hearing.